[Intro]
Ab/C#m
[Verse 1]
A Ab/C#m (play like this: -4-7-6-6-0-0-)
On nights like this
When the world s a bit amiss
And the lights go down
Across the trailer park
I get down
Ab/C#m
I feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
And then it s time to punch the clock
[Chorus]
I put on some make-up
And turn up the tape deck
And pull the wig down on my head
Suddenly i m miss midwest
A Ab/C#m G6
midnight checkout queen
Until i head home
And put myself to bed
[Verse 2]
A Ab/C#m
I look back on where i m from
Look at the woman i ve become
And the strangest things
Seem suddenly routine
A Ab/C#m
I look up from my vermouth on the rocks
A gift-wrapped wig still in the box
Of towering velveteen
[Chorus]
I put on some make-up
And some lavern baker
And pull the wig down from the shelf
Ab/C#m
Suddenly i m miss beehive nineteen sixty-three
Until i wake up
And turn back to myself
[Verse 3]
A Ab/C#m
Some girls they got a natural ease
They wear it any way they please
With their french flip curls
And perfumed magazines
Wear it up
Ab/C#m
Let it down
This is the best way that i ve found
To be the best you ve ever seen
[Chorus]
I put on some make-up
And turn up the eight-track
I m pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly i m miss farrah fawcett
Ab/C#m G6
From tv
Until i wake up
And turn back to myself
[Bridge]
Shag, bi-level, bob
Dorothy Hammil do,
Sausage curls, chicken wings
It s all because of you
With your blow dried, feather back,
Toni home wave, too
flip, fro, frizz, flop,
It s all because of you
It s all because of you
It s all because of you
[Chorus]
I put on some make-up
turn up the eight-track
I m pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly i m this punk rock star
Ab/C#m G6
Of stage and screen
And I ain t never
I m never turning back